AUTUMN
The one who grieves
the fallen leaves
weary eyed, closing eaves
they are taken by thieves
The one who believes
the fallen leaves
are a past he never retrieves
interfering with the life he weaves
The one who perceives
the fallen leaves
as parts of him plucked off his sleeves
an unfolding he peeves
The one who achieves
to see fallen leaves
as past gifts one receives
for the growth that relieves
(c) Mindful Mimi – September 2008
Thanks to 
for prompting this poem.
Nice use of rhyme. Thanks for the read.
Yes, very nice rhyme, and rhythm in the progession.
Lovely flow!
The movement of the poem echoes the movement of the season. I love these lines:
The one who believes
the fallen leaves
are a past he never retrieves
interfering with the life he weaves
Thanks.
I find most poems that use rhyme very contrived– not so with this poem. The flow was so nice and the rhythm spot-on.
I admire this – I am no good at all at rhyming couplets. I find it restricts my choice of words and therefore what I say. I suspect that maybe I do not have sufficient words to do the genre justice.
This is a verse that is enjoyable to read … thank you.
Very nicely done.
Thank you all for your comments and visiting. Poetry is not my forte, but I like it. It clears my mind. And Julie, whenever I need a word, I go to Rhymezone dot com for inspiration… Sometimes it gets my creative juices flowing.
You poem is fun to read out load. And your header makes me smile.
a very lovely flow of words…much like the gentle fall of leaves…
Your flow and rhymning words were fun to read and enjoy.